Knowing that i need you
Coz i didn't know how too
Social life hit on the back, now this shit's gonna last
Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand
Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always
My pages are blank, now i realized i’ve that wasted my days,
Too serious to show exuberance, rumor is
That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with
You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back
Play, but they trippin. i'm too serious to clown when i've been sipping. got that
And nothing will be too big to take
H2o flow and i don't hold gate
Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time
"i'll take seven kids from columbine
'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face
That's just how it always seems to happen these days
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >